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As we rapidly approach the holiday season, with all it's attendant stresses, pressures, and meltdowns, I'd like to take a moment and remind you all that it could be worse: you could still be working in retail.

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Two hours to go in my workday, and I'm vaguely half of the way to being caught up.


That said, why am I posting? Ah yes, it was to share forth a small personal "Jack Handyism" of the moment:

I remember fondly waking up in the morning as a small child, stepping outside, and smelling the rich earthy smells of the farm next door. Until my mother informed me that it was the manure from the neighboring dairy farm that I was smelling each morning.

And I shall be cooking the 21-pound Turkey of Doom tomorrow. If I can survive the process of getting such a beast into the large bucket of brine tonight.

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Just to bollix up everyone else's productivity as badly as my own, I give you: Zahada. Good luck.

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I feel so odd posting up pics of myself, but....

Introducing: Doctor Caustic by =Winneganfake on deviantART